Catching up...

8/3/2010 – 8/4/2010


Hello loved ones and welcome to the month of David otherwise known as August.


So, what has gone on since my last posting?


The David Dearinger Memorial, Swinging for Sarcoma Charity Golf Scramble was on Saturday July 17th. I cannot thank those who came out to honor David’s memory enough. Please enjoy some photos from that very special day.


We celebrated Momma’s birthday on Monday the 19th. God love her! She is being such a trooper recovering from the back surgery she had just the week prior. She accredits all her braveness from watching the best patient to ever exist. Just ask her. She loves to speak of her “son’s” courage. I know she has made him proud. Happy birthday momma! Way to be strong.


The “homework” project went into full effect Wednesday the 21st. I cannot thank Josh, Michelle, Steve, Amy and Clark enough for helping me tackle the HUGE painting project. Even when my air conditioner went out during the night of the 23rd, they still pressed on in a 94 degree home getting it DONE. Wow. Now those are some friends! Thanks again guys.


Speaking of great friends… Bridget and Jason F. took me to Hullabalou Music Festival in Louisville, KY on Sunday the 25th. What a wonderful time that was! AMAZING. Seeing Dave Matthews and Zac Brown jam together was the by far the highlight of the concert. Thanks again Mr. & Mrs. F!


On Wednesday the 28th of July my friend Mark got to throw out the first pitch at the Florence Freedom game. He bid on and won that opportunity at David’s benefit in January. Mark did a great job, and I still get chills thinking about David’s name being called over the loud speaker at the ballpark. Thanks again Mark! I know you made him proud, and that he drank a beer or two or ten for you in heaven that night. =)


Now to Saturday. What a great day Saturday was. First, Elliott Sadler WON! (More on him to follow) This Saturday we dedicated David’s tree in our backyard. It was a wonderful party for the most deserving man. Thanks to everyone who came out for the celebration. You ate all the food, drained the keg, had a great time and partied just the way David would have wanted. I know he was thrilled with the turnout. He was probably not too thrilled with my excessive tequila consumption, but like me – thankful I have wonderful friends and sister to put me to bed. Yes, I have now seen the pictures and WOW. I’m thankful they were taken on MY camera and I have the veto power.


On a serious note… I wanted to have this party for everyone who has been so great to David and I over the last three horrendous years. I know I will never have the opportunity to repay you all for the countless wonderful things you did for us. I just need you all to know how much WE appreciated it. I will never get tired of saying thank you. I may have not gotten dealt the best hand of the deck, but I sure have been blessed with the most amazing friends and family to help me play it out.


Now, Sunday. Sunday S-U-C-K-E-D! If I ever get my hands on Jose Cuervo he is a dead man! Seriously, is tequila manufactured in hell? Anyway – I was due at Waffle House at 10:30 AM but that didn’t happen (sorry again guys). Then Momma called to tell me my “kids” missed me as they had spent the night with grandma and grandpa. This led me to somehow coaxing my body up and venturing out to pick them up. Luckily they were exhausted from their overnight adventure, and they were 100% content with spending the day watching the race from bed and sleeping with their pathetic momma. Anyway, if you know me at all you know I am 110% race girl. I love racing – NASCAR racing in particular. David and my favorite driver is Elliott Sadler. As mentioned above, he won just the day before. Yea! Anyway… Amy on a typical race day is alert; ready with laptop in had listening to the radio communication between Elliott and his crew all the while eyes glued to the race. Sadly, Sunday I wasn’t up for such enthusiasm. The race was on, but I was clueless what was going on. All of a sudden something (or some heavenly angel) woke me up just in time to see the most horrific wreck in NASCAR history. (Truly it was as the data has come back the impact was the hardest ever to date). It was Elliott and I swear he was dead. His neck should have broke. Either that boy is living right or his number one fan was riding along with him that very moment. Either way, I’m grateful! Check out these pictures of Elliott in victory lane with his 6 month old precious son Wyatt on Saturday. That baby needs his daddy. So, if you aren’t a race fan but are curious why I am so hyped up about this accident, check out this video. God and David is good team!!!


Finally, I know I promised pictures of the completed homework. To be honest… I haven’t taken the “after” pictures yet. As soon as I do, I’ll get them posted.


Love ya’s,


Amy